[Honey]

He'd been a fool to think he could have gotten away with his witty words without punishment, and he offered little struggle as he was pulled back to the abandoned hallway only two days prior. Being pressed roughly against the wall, the boy could feel the edges of the stone digging into his back with just as much force as the hands still gripping tightly at his wrists. Even as he was backhanded in the prince's bedchambers he didn't look as angry as he did now, and the boy was positive he did not look as frightened then as he did that moment.